Wednesday, November 12, 2025

     She is back after spending a week in Washington DC with our close relatives. No problems with the airport or airplanes.   The house feels normal again.

     This morning, I will go to the lab for a urine test before next week’s cystoscopy. Slowly I am starting up treatments again. Not sure which ones yet.  I have known this always and I have enjoyed the respite from treatment these last months. The sky is cloudy and a storm is coming today. Heater is on and warming the house. Yes, I am sad.

     The house cleaning couple come Tuesday morning to change the beds, vacuum, clean the kitchen and bathrooms.  The husband manages the pile of cardboard boxes in the corner. My monthly supply of medical stuff arrives in several large boxes.  He cuts them down and stuffs them into the recycle bin. I am so grateful for their help.

     I am still reading WE SURVIVED THE NIGHT.  Although it is about the indigenous north American peoples. it has helped me understand some of the difficulties in my family. I am reminded that trauma is inherited. In the evening, I watch an interesting detective mystery series, DAIGLIESH on Acorn TV.